After meeting up with Emily, Amanda Jenkins got into the car.
She was holding a few fabric samples she had picked at the fabric market, but it was a pity that William didn't give her the time, or she would have completed the work properly.
Looking at the buildings rushing backward outside the car window, the image of the stray little black cat emerged again in Amanda's mind.
That little black cat evoked distant memories in her mind.
Back then, she was young and didn't understand the value of restraint and yielding; every day she racked her brain trying to drive Yvonne Gough and Anastasia Jenkins out of the house.
The little black cat her brother gave her had several times scared Anastasia to the point of wetting herself.
Thinking about Anastasia's frightened expression at the time, Amanda couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"What's making the Young Mistress so happy?"
Amanda shook her head, "Nothing, just thinking about some things from when I was little."
